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Chapter 64: Ch. 64 Where Have I Seen This Before? (2)

Once she sorted out the items that arrived at the mansion, she catalogued twenty dresses and five boxes of jewels. To prevent the clothes from becoming creased they would be placed in the dressing room, and in the meanwhile Elena opened the third jewelry box. She rubbed her fingertips against her forehead.

'…I cannot believe this man.'

She couldn't afford to look unattractive at the ball, but Carlisle's gifts were too much. As Elena ruminated with her headache, Mirabelle was continually singing her admiration as she arranged the dresses.

"Look, sister. It's so pretty."

She swooned at the vivid colors and detailed decorations, alive with unique designs. While she loved the dresses from Anco's Tailors, it couldn't compare it to the dresses that arrived at the mansion. The dresses made at the tailor shop were fit for any noble to wear, but these were elegant costumes fit for any royal family member. They were the proper amount of splendor as well. Too showy could appear too tacky; too little, too plain; but the aesthetic of the dresses were perfectly balanced.

One dress drew attention to the chest, while another had a rich hem on its skirt. Mirabelle was stunned at the variety and murmured wonderingly to herself.

"…So beautiful. It's like they're from the Freegrand Kingdom, the holy land of fashion."

Elena did not answer, unsure of the origin of the dresses. However, if Carlisle met the Kingdom of Freegrand in battlefield, then surely these would be the spoils. He must be extremely wealthy having acquired so many riches from war.

'…Should I return them?'

The problem was that Elena and Mirabelle had nothing else to wear for the ball. Furthermore, Carlisle gave her a condition in exchange for these dresses.

– Whatever I send, you can't say anything against it.

Carlisle must've known her thoughts.

"…Huuu."

Elena let out a frustrated sigh. Mirabelle, who was still soaking in the gifts, pranced up to Elena.

"So who sent you all of these?"

"Ah, well…He's so timid he doesn't really like to reveal who he his."

Elena managed to evade answering and smiled stiffly, while Mirabelle replied with a radiant expression.

"I think he likes you!"

"…What? No way."

"Huh? How do you know that? You don't send all these dresses to someone you don't like."

Mirabelle didn't mean anything deep, but Elena realized a new possibility. She appreciated that Carlisle was so nice to her, but she never thought of it in those terms.

'…Surely not.'

Whatever the relationship, there was always a process to it. But there was not much of a relationship between the two. At best, he seemed more likely to flirt with other women than choose to like someone like her.

Perhaps he wanted to pay back a debt in the past? Elena chose to lean towards that explanation. After a moment of thought, Elena turned her head and saw Mirabelle staring at her with lonely eyes. Elena stroked her sister's soft cheek.

"You're the only one I need."

"Ah, really?"

"Yes. If Mirabelle stays with me like this now, I don't need anything else."

"Heeeu–"

Mirabelle turned bright red as she smiled, and the sight of it tugged on Elena's heart so much she smiled after her. This small happiness will do. She would never give up on this life she had been given.

Mirabelle pointed to one of the unopened jewelry boxes.

"Shall I open it then put what's in there away, too?"

"Yes."

She hadn't decided what to do with them yet, but they couldn't afford to leave such expensive jewelry lying around. Mirabelle opened the box.

"Oh, sister!"

Elena turned at Mirabelle's startled voice. There was a necklace with a red jewel that caught their eyes. While the other boxes brimmed with various accessories, this box cradled only one special necklace.

'…Where have I seen something like this before?'

Elena tilted her head as she looked at the vaguely familiar item. Mirabelle continued with a trembling voice.

"Isn't this similar the red diamond necklace we saw at the jeweler's, before we left for the capital? "

"…What?"

Elena, who was not one to be easily surprised, found herself surprised yet again in a single day. Her mouth fell open as she recalled the price of a red diamond she saw at the jewelry store. However, the red diamond set in this necklace was much larger. She couldn't imagine wearing such a costly thing around her neck. She had lived her last life frugally, and while and she tried to enjoy luxury when she could, this was too much.

'I don't know what else to do, but I can't really accept this.'

After Mirabelle left, Elena tied a red handkerchief on the window. She didn't tie several of them like the time when Carlisle was in danger, but…

As if to express her embarrassment, she tied two handkerchiefs to the window.


Chapter 65: Ch. 65 May We Enter? (1)

It was late at night when Kuhn arrived. He was more cautious than usual, as a man seen sneaking into the room of a noblewoman would cause unwanted rumors. It was not polite to visit at such a late hour, but consent was given in advance at the urgency of the two handkerchiefs.

Kuhn quietly landed in the room and turned to close the windows. Elena, who was just about to succumb to slumber, opened her eyes at the slight disturbance. Her hand glided towards the dagger under her pillow. Then she heard a familiar voice.

"It's Kuhn. What did you call me for?"

Elena loosened her grip on the dagger and got out of bed. It was impolite to receive a guest while lying down. However, Kuhn shifted his gaze politely as to not look at Elena in her nightgown, and when she noticed she hurriedly slipped on a robe next to her bed. She went straight to the point.

"I received the clothes and jewels that you sent me today. You know about it, don't you?"

"Yes, I know."

"I will be forced to accept a dress for the ball, but as for the jewels–"

Kuhn cut her off.

"That's not possible."

He seemed to have anticipated her answer. When Elena tried to open her mouth to speak, Kuhn interrupted her again.

"The General said that he would stab me in the neck if I took them back."

"W-what?"

Elena was shocked by the unexpected reply. She spoke again, suspicion written on her features.

"Is that a joke?"

"Probably not."

She doubted if Carlisle would really kill Kuhn, but Kuhn had answered so seriously. Carlisle seemed to have read her mind. In fact, he also made her promise from the start to accept the items he sent her.

'…But how can I possibly do so?'

The cost of dresses and jewelry alone were enormous, let alone the astronomical price of the red diamond necklace. She could not accept such things without any reason.

"Then please tell the prince this. It's too valuable for me to accept. I will return the dress after I use it at the ball, as I made a promise and I must keep it. I hope you can take the jewels back though."

Elena was insistent, but Kuhn replied with an unperturbed expression.

"I'll let him know. But the General said, 'If she makes such a request, tell her this.'"

"…What is it?"

"He said he would like to see you as a lady at the ball wearing the dress and jewelry he sent you."

Elena didn't know why Carlisle wanted to give her such precious gifts. Then suddenly she remembered what he told her last time they met.

— "I don't like other people looking at you, but I don't intend to let my woman down."

Was he saying that he wanted her to be crowned the Madonna of the ball?

It was not honor bestowed at all balls, but in the case of the Imperial Court there were ceremonies that selected the most beautiful woman of the night. The chosen woman was rewarded with a tiara, and while the tiara itself was more symbolic than monetarily valuable, it was an honor coveted by many a young noblewoman. There were even rumors in public that a humble woman crowned Madonna could find a good match and ascend in social status. It was why the tailor shops were paralyzed with work during ball season.

'…There's no possibility for me to be chosen for such a position.'

She had no expectations for herself from the beginning, and she remembered who was chosen as the Madonna in her last life.

"I hope His Highness doesn't expect much from me."

"I cannot guess what he thinks."

Elena continued with more insistently.

"I still too much for me anyway. Please tell him to take it back."

"I will give him the message, but the General is away from the capital on urgent business. You may not be able to receive an answer before the ball."

"…I see."

Elena's face flitted with anxiety. She worried when Carlisle was far away from her. His life had been at risk at Flower Bridge, and she was worried if something would happen again.

"The General said if you wouldn't accept it until the end, he told me to tell you one last thing."

"What did he say?"

"He said, 'Keep your word.' If you don't, he won't keep his word either…"

Elena's mouth opened in surprise even before Kuhn finished.

"No way."

"That's all I can tell you."

Kuhn's sterile, business-like manner forced Elena to bridle her anger. It was useless to turn against the messenger.

'…How unfair.'

That was the first thought that came to her mind. Carlisle was trying to force her into accepting expensive items, but from Elena's point of view, she couldn't let herself become indebted to him. She also was afraid that one day she would become used to his help. In her last life, Elena lived a solitary life with revenge as her only goal. Relying on others may weaken her. At first she liked that Carlisle was treating her well, but now she felt trapped, and if she kept receiving constantly, she would have to pay for it one day.

Elena replied in displeasure.

"I understand for now."

There was no way to give everything back, even if she wanted to do so. She was troubled by Carlisle's remarks towards Kuhn, and the fact she couldn't talk to Carlisle in person before the ball. She resigned herself into accepting the dresses and jewelry. There was no other way to attend the ball and meet him. She didn't like it very much, but she had no choice.

"If you don't have any more orders, I will leave now."

"Thank you for your work this late at night."

Kuhn deftly bowed his head, then silently departed through the window. She watched his figure disappear from view, then padded to her bed and sat down. It was difficult to fall asleep again.

There was not much time left to prepare until the ball. When the time came, there would be much to do. First, she would officially enter a relationship with Carlisle; then, the wedding would be held as soon as possible so she could become princess. Although this had been planned from the start, many things changed around them more than she thought.

Elena looked out the window towards the blanket of stars in the night sky. Even in the black, their glittering points seemed exceptionally bright tonight.

"…Good luck, Elena Blaise."

She hoped she wouldn't regret this life.


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